Though it may sound like something out of bad adult fiction (or Letters to Penthouse for pervs of a certain age), it is possible to meet and hook up with people through Reddit. Without delving into the specifics, of which there are many, it generally takes luck, persistence and being a desirable person with competent social skills.
All of which brings me to one mundane early fall workday. I’m bored and decide to fire of a post letting the beautiful ladies of Reddit know that my love shack is open for business.
Now there’s an obvious downside to using Reddit to satisfy carnal urges: the ridiculously skewed gender ratio. Usually posts wither and die without a single interaction, give or take a Hail Mary male-on-male offer.
But this time was different. Within 10 minutes my inbox lit up with a comically fake offer — an 18yo freshman at one of my area’s colleges looking for some no strings attached fun. Yeah right, and I’m the Pope.
But some after some “why not” Snapchatting revealed that she was the genuine article and a cutie to boot, I went to pick her up from the Metro. There she was: medium height with dark brown hair, a cute face wearing glasses, and curvy petite build that looked enticing in her shorts and tank top.
We made pleasant conversation on the drive back, chatting about her transition to school and my work. When we got back the discussion quickly turned more heated and direct. She forthrightly addressed our encounter by noting that she’d been sexually deprived in her small town and was eager to make up time. Again — shit that does not happen and yet was happening in front of me.
A consensus that it was time to begin the proceedings led me proposing game of political strip trivia. Previously tried this with another poli-sci undergrad I’d met off Tinder and same as last time, she eagerly agreed.
We sat next to each other on the couch feeling the tension rise. After some preliminary sock removals, the fun began when a missed question about about a recently deceased Japanese leader saw her shirt hit the floor. Her adorable B-Cups sat leisurely in a grey Calvin Klein sports bra.
“Does the bottom match?” I asked with a mischievous grin.
“You’ll have to find out,” she fired back.
Her young face belied her inexperience and she calmly dismantled me for the rest of the game. I did at least confirm that yes, the bottoms matched. A full-back bikini style that was cut quite nicely around her small but perky ass. My answers were less nice, so I was down to just my tight pair of black boxer briefs.
“Alright, big question for you,” she murmured into the sexually charged room. “What was the name of the Supreme Court that legalized same-sex marriage?”
As a political junkie, I was embarrassed to draw a blank on a case I was well familiar with. But her faux-admonishing “Obergefell v. Hodges” didn’t hurt my feelings — I was ready to move on with things. So I shot her a grin and yanked them down.
I’ll never forget the sigh that came out her lips right then. Not that I’m some giant exception — a very nice and thick package, but no Dirk Diggler impersonator. My guess is it didn’t matter. That was an away from home, free to cut loose and this meaty adult cock is about to be my play thing sigh.
She dropped trou (“It’s only fair”) to reveal a cute little shaved area already wet with anticipation. Before we could even make it down the hallway to my room, we were against the wall feeling our respective aroused bits searching around each other. Everything felt hazy, like fumbling around an intensely sexual dream.
Any doubt to its reality quickly left when we made it to my room and she sprawled out on my bed. That was a real college pussy ready to be eaten, a practice I hadn’t enjoyed in nearly a decade. And enjoy I did, parting her sweet, thin little butterfly lips to tease and probe her with my tongue.
I could feel her quickening breaths as she enjoyed one of her first — but hopefully far from the last — cunnilingus adventures of college. Crescendo, more moans then target hit, her shaking legs confirmed.
At that point I put on a condom and put my weight over her. We locked eyes during entry and I watched them put on a show as my thick head squeezed its way into her. It’d been a bit since my last exciting sexual escapade so I gave a strong, steady performance plunging my hard cock into her — a relentless piston powering away as her fingers tightened around my back and her moans grew more pitifully loud.
She flipped onto her stomach and I thrust deep into her from behind, savoring her tightness as I explored her soaking wet delight. She sat up for incredible doggie style — ass stuck out like a pro, those delicate little lips spread wide awaiting me.
Feeling her clench as I pumped away finally caused an explosion into the condom. We laid back and grabbed some water, but it wasn’t long before I was eating her out again. At a certain point in life you don’t get a lot of good opportunities to eat legal teenage pussy, so I figured might as well make the most of it.
That led to another round of hot and sweaty fucking. We rarely locked eyes but rather enjoyed an almost businesslike experience, each firmly aware we were using each other. We finally cleaned up — after one last strong blast from my cock — and I drove her back to her dorm.
We hooked up again that week but there was something missing. I figured a forbidden and alluring feeling for both of us that couldn’t be maintained in repeated expeditions. But that’s the beauty of memories — I’ll always be able to hear that sigh and get hard knowing what comes next.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ku1x1l/mf_the_college_girl_from_reddit